Tumblor prompt, groveyswife said: Please continue Agent Grantham vs the fake boyfriend! Oh my goodness. I need to know who is at the door. :)
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Agent Grantham vs. the Fake Boyfriend, part 4
They stared at one another briefly, Mary's curiosity about what he'd been about to say desperately peaked but Matthew spoke suddenly, back in cover-mode.
"Darling, could you get that?" he asked, loud enough that anyone listening for a response inside the room could hear. Matthew's eyes flicked to the door and Mary saw that his other hand held his gun.
She dropped her pack on the bed before crossing to the door, fingers itching to take hold of her own weapon as she unlocked the door and pulled it aside.
Eyes widening inconspicuously, Mary found herself at gunpoint, the two men from the window now standing in the corridor.
"Oh, my God, what's going on?" she asked, raising the pitch of her voice.
"Cut the crap, Agent Grantham," one of the men said, an American accent present. "I think you know what we're after."
Behind her, the safety on Matthew's gun clicked off as he leveled his weapon at the two men.
"We don't have the cipher," Matthew said.
"No…not yet," the other man spoke with an accent Mary couldn't quite place. "But you know where it is, don't you?"
"Who are you?" Mary asked, lifting her hands in surrender, as both of the men's guns were trained on her rather than Matthew.
"Freelancers, working for a very important person," the first man spoke again. "And unless you want to die, Agent Crawley, you'll lead us to the cipher. It's got some pretty important information on it, hasn't it?"
"What do you know about it?" Matthew asked.
"We know that our client wouldn't appreciate the MI-6 having it," the second man said.
"What makes you think we'll give it to you?" Matthew questioned, disdain in his voice.
The first man grabbed Mary's wrist and pulled her to him, locking his arm around her neck while placing the end of his gun to her head.
She heard the twisted smile in his voice as he replied, "Or I'll shoot her."